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Abstract

ening to the sounds the fish make as they leap from the water into the air. Today is his twenty-fifth birthday and the anniversary of his sweetheart’s death. Time has not stopped for this young man, but he has chosen to get off the merry-go-round. Everyday he comes and sits by the pond, hoping to catch a glimpse of his lover,

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to bring her back through the curtain, to taste her sweet lips one more time. This pond was her favorite spot. He still does not fathom why God would take one so young. He dreams of climbing the stairway to heaven and confronting God, face to face, man to man.</p><p id="4811">Copyright ©2020 by Harley King</p></article></body>

A Story-Poem

The young man sits at the edge of the pond, his hair pulled back in a ponytail, shirtless, listening to the sounds the fish make as they leap from the water into the air. Today is his twenty-fifth birthday and the anniversary of his sweetheart’s death. Time has not stopped for this young man, but he has chosen to get off the merry-go-round. Everyday he comes and sits by the pond, hoping to catch a glimpse of his lover, to bring her back through the curtain, to taste her sweet lips one more time. This pond was her favorite spot. He still does not fathom why God would take one so young. He dreams of climbing the stairway to heaven and confronting God, face to face, man to man.